You had been born on a near frozen planet. You were used to the cold, below freezing temperatures. A planet of perpetual cold, ice, and white.

When you finally left the planet you were shocked by the existence of plants and flowers. And landscapes filled with colours other than white.

You also learned a few hard lessons about suns and heat....

For all your travels, you had never experienced a hellish planet like Tatooine.

As part of the Fett - Fennec - Mando team, you were always finding yourself in one situation or another.

Today was one of the more unfortunate moments. You had been working on a speeder under the twin suns, boiling yourself alive.

Your heart was racing as you stumbled back into the cool depths of the palace, your throat as dry as the sand outside and your lips chapped. Your skin was flushed and sticky with sweat, and your head was pounding.

You barely made it to the throne room when a strong hand gripped your elbow, a cool glove brushing your hair back as you are guided to look up

"cyar'ika.... you have been in the suns too long."*

Boba's deep rumble fills your ears as he guides (drags) you to the lift

"You need to cool down and get some water"